Open Poetry #34 |
Demons |
stevebrklynnyc Member
since 2004-01-04
Posts 292GA, Camden |
These four walls are watching They have no answer Drowning the sorrow Nowhere is tomorrow A river full of promise Destined by her soul Promise of future Crushed with pride Demons make everything right Strip your soul of feeling Regret the night before One more day goes by Redemption fleeting Like seasons of past Leaves are changing Beginnings are no more The demon is watching Talons dug in Laughing all the way He makes one promise Worship me in the dark Call no other master Seduced by the calling Will anything ever matter Our path is written He has no power |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Stephen~ Your pennings are so richly done~ Thank you for being part of this ever-growing circle~ (I just noticed that you are from Camden, Georgia ... my next posted piece begins there for me) *Huglets* ~*Marge*~ ~*When the heart grieves over what it has lost, the spirit rejoices over what it has left. - Sufi epigram <))>< Email [email protected] |
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stevebrklynnyc Member
since 2004-01-04
Posts 292GA, Camden |
Thank you marge. Just dont write about these god awfull sand gnats, lol! |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
this is a deep write, much enjoyed this afternoon...and that ending! nice! glad you are here Steve |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
steve, Good write, enjoyed. |
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Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA |
Yes, this is a very good write, great feelings expressed well. |
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stevebrklynnyc Member
since 2004-01-04
Posts 292GA, Camden |
Thank you all, it really helps. Steve C. |
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